Of Defeat…

The defeated are those who never fail.
Defeat means that we lose a particular battle or war. Failure does not allow us to go
on fighting.
Defeat comes when we fail to get something we very much want. Failure does not
allow us to dream. Its motto is: “Expect nothing and you won’t be disappointed.”

Defeat ends when we launch into another battle. Failure has no end; it is a lifetime
choice.

Defeat is for those who, despite their fears, live with enthusiasm and faith.
Defeat is for the valiant. Only they will know the honor of losing and the joy of
winning.

I am not here to tell you that defeat is part of life; we all know that. Only the
defeated know Love. Because it is in the realm of Love that we fight our first battles—
and generally lose.

I am here to tell you that there are people who have never been defeated.
They are the ones who never fought.

They managed to avoid scars, humiliations, and feelings of helplessness, as well as
those moments when even warriors doubt the existence of God…they close their eyes to injustices, a rugged world, unkind relations, back-stabbing….they betray the truth. In the silence of the night, they fight their imaginary battles: their unrealized dreams,
the injustices to which they turned a blind eye, the moments of cowardice they managed to conceal from other people—but not from themselves—and the love that crossed their
path with a sparkle in its eyes, the love God had intended for them, but which they
lacked the courage to embrace.
And they promise themselves: “Tomorrow will be different.”

But tomorrow comes and the paralyzing question surfaces in their mind: “What if it
doesn’t work out?”
And so they do nothing.
Woe to those who were never beaten! They will never be winners in this life.

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